"Yes!"
Grace, who had been slapped hard across the face, covered her burning cheek and bowed respectfully as she accepted the order, without the slightest trace of resentment in her eyes. In this pirate crew where the strong preyed on the weak, strength was everything, and Weijun's fists were the highest truth.
At once, the three remaining pirate ships lowered their sails and turned around, pursuing the enormous whale swimming slowly ahead like three sharks that had caught the scent of blood.
Their black hulls carved three white trails through the night sea, while the skull flags along their rails snapped loudly in the ocean wind.
As soon as they entered Flintlock range, Weijun raised the twin guns in his hands.
"Fire!"
In an instant, bursts of dazzling flame erupted amid dull booms, glaringly bright against the black sea.
Strengthened by Haki, every bullet he fired was as powerful as a cannonball. They slammed viciously into Laboon's massive body, blasting open bloody flowers.
The explosions on the sea instantly woke Crocus, who lived in the lighthouse.
He sprang from his bed with practiced speed, not even bothering to put on shoes. Snatching up the crossbow bolts and javelins from the corner, he rushed barefoot out of the lighthouse.
The Ice-cold rocks painfully scraped the soles of his feet, but he did not care in the slightest. There was only one thought in his mind—protect Laboon.
When he reached the cliff edge and saw the three pirate ships madly bombarding Laboon as they chased him across the sea, his eyes nearly split with rage, and his furious roar tore through the night sky.
"Damn pirates! You're after Laboon again! Damn you all!"
Burning with anxiety, Crocus did not hesitate for a moment. He dove from the cliff, dozens of meters high,